Ye Xiuyan saw that he was at ease, and she was relieved, and stood guard in the courtyard with her sword.

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The killer comes quickly, and he retreats quickly.

Xu didn't expect to encounter such a hard stubble in the wilderness, and the leader of the team gave an order, leaving a few corpses and fleeing.

"These people are not dead soldiers."

Lin Jingcheng picked up a killer's weapon with the tip of his gun and examined it carefully, and came to the conclusion: "It is the border army of the Western Jin Dynasty guarding the southwest border." ”

"Border soldiers kill?"

Ye Xiuyan was shocked: "Such a blatant interception and killing of the prince is to cause civil strife!" ”

"The Western Jin Dynasty has always been like this."

Lin Jingcheng sneered: "The successive emperors filled the harem wantonly, spoiled the concubines without moderation, and gave birth to one son after another. ”

"It seems that the one lying in the house is also a popular candidate to win the throne."

Ye Xiuyan looked back, glanced in the direction of the bamboo house, and teased playfully: "Otherwise, it won't be scary, chase and kill him." ”

"I think so."

Lin Jingcheng blew in the night breeze, woke up drunk, and kicked the killer's corpse angrily: "The fight between them is going to affect us, and the big night is disturbing and quiet." ”

"Let's go back."

Ye Xiuyan took out the corpse powder from the storage ring and cleaned the corpses one by one, leaving no traces.

"Okay."

Lin Jingcheng agreed with a smile, and muttered angrily as he walked: "I don't know how many short-lived ghosts are in the house." ”

"In terms of bone age, he is four years older than Xuanyuan Junfeng."

Ye Xiuyan knew in her heart: "Xuanyuan Junfeng is the seventh prince, I think he should be one of the top three princes. ”

Lin Jingcheng was quite shameful: "Xuanyuan has twelve princes, nine princesses, and is still a draft girl, filling the harem. ”

"He is an amorous seed, lingering in the flowers, showing mercy everywhere."

Ye Xiuyan saw it clearly: "Otherwise, she would not have had an affair with Ji Wushuang and gave birth to Xuanyuan Junfeng." ”

"No wonder Xuanyuan Junfeng has been staying at the Dark Night Gate and not returning to the Western Jin Palace."

Lin Jingcheng sneered: "If it were me, I wouldn't go back, having such a romantic nature, comparable to the father of a stallion, is a shame in life." ”

"It's just your personal thoughts."

Ye Xiuyan was funny when she heard it, and she also had the mood to laugh and chat with him: "Actually, in the Western Jin Dynasty, most men do the same thing as Xuanyuan Chun, they take pleasure in lingering in the flowers, but any woman who has a bit of a posture wants to provoke." ”

"In their hearts, there is no difference between a woman and a pleasing vase, if they are provoked, they can't get rid of it, it's a big deal to marry and go home, anyway, a man can have three wives and four concubines, as long as they have the right and money, it doesn't matter how many women they raise."

"Their freewheeling and irresponsible, the ultimate consequence is to harm those women, a group of women around a man, inevitably intrigued, framed each other, and even murdered for the sake of fighting for family property."

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"Madame's mind is exquisite, and her analysis is too incisive."

A certain prince listened to the cold back of the prince, and decisively confessed himself: "In this life for the husband, I only love my wife alone, and I will never be tempted by other women and let them block my wife." ”

"A man's life is still long."

Ye Xiuyan: "No one can predict what will happen in the future." ”

"But."

Speaking of this moment, her tone of words changed, and she seemed to be smiling, and half-truths and half-truths ridiculed: "There is one point, it is still certain to be a wife......"